Live from The Fox Theater
Tue 2005-10-11 20:24:19 (in context)
- 52,033 words (if poetry, lines) long
- 95.00 hrs. revised
Look, all I've had is one stinking martini. One! Stupid! Stoli's! Martini! Why the hell do I feel so damn drunk? I swear, it's like I'm getting whiplash trying to turn my head fast enough to catch up with my head turning. At which point all my thoughts but one fall out of my head. I hate being drunk. Maybe next time my martini ought to be an Absolut?
I'm at The Fox. I won me a Golden Ticket! Do you wanna win a Golden Ticket? Then you wanna get you on the mailing list. Sometimes they have these little trivia contests, and if you answer correctly, you get your name put in the hat, and then maybe they pull your name out of the hat. Apparently that's what happened, so I get to see Trippin Billies for free.
Trippin Billies is, as the name perhaps suggests, a Dave Matthews cover band. From Chicago. I can't tell you much about them except that they're currently setting up the stage. But I just had a lot of fun with the opening act, who I believe called themselves "GreenField". Their drummer was insane; their singer, however, was uninspiring. Still, somewhere in between, their lead guitarist was hitting all those riffs and harmonics that make the rock 'n roller in your soul lose its little mind. Much fun. Totally adequate. And I'm the drunk little so-n-so at the very stage-right verge of the wall-side rail bouncing around like a spaz and singing like she thinks she's some sort of back-up soprano vocalist.
(Well, I'm also the one with the computer. Duh.)
It's amazing I'm not committing more typos then I am.
Anyway. About the novel. Coral reefs? Apparently they happen in shallow, tropical waters. I'm not sure I'm allowed to have my mermaids living in a coral reef, therefore. *Sigh*
PS. Apparently, "Lighting Guys Do It On Cue." Hey, don't ask me, I didn't name the SSID.
PPS. Tomorrow, the Fox again! Dresden Dolls. Oh yeah.